INKFALL LITERARY CLUB …………POEM………… IF AFRICA WAS GAY Religion on crutches Rainbow flagged churches “I pronounce you man and man Forever to live woman and woman” The scripture revised Apostasy undisguised

.......POEM....... FRIENDLY COLD When dark clouds of sorrow wrapped my emotions And set my eyes drowning on tearful oceans When the moon plotted with the sky to darken my life And the stars went on strike-

.......... Poem......... CEMETERY OF INVENTION He made a bird that could fly without wings Accused and banished for midday witchcraft Sold to white traders in exchange for gin Traders who exploited and

..............POEM............. DON’T TELL MAMA ALL YOU KNOW Run, please run my brother Run beyond the southern border Run faster than the warder Take a message to Mama Tell her the gods are not to blame

DEAD MEN WALKING Save your tears for the rainy day I am not here to sympathize Keep your regrets for judgment day The men on white thrones may empathize I am here to taunt your conscience To vomit your

MONEY Money is a prostitute From one hand to the other The more of her we have The more of her we want We give our all to her She can’t get satisfied We trap her in a bank She flirts with all the bankers

. Black slave trader Black slave trader, have you no shame? Buying banana from your nephew at traffic jam If he gets knocked down, who is to blame? And you will proudly donate for burial ram Black slave

EVEN WITH A RING ON HER FINGER The last I heard about her was that she was timid, local and uneducated. The last I was told wa that she was a village girl who runs errands for my mother, anticipating my